The खाना was quite good at Lucky’s place. We cooked some स्पघेटी, स्पेगेटी and meatballs. We made a giant plate of it and started sharing it with each other. I’m surprised to say that Lucky is a great cook. He should work at a restaurant! Actually, speaking of which, he told me that he did have a job as a cook once as Papa Pizzaroni’s, but he got fired because he was late once too often. He told me that he told his boss several times to change his hours so he could sleep more, but Papa Pizzaroni wouldn’t listen apparently. Oh well, sucks to be him.
While we were eating our spaghetti, I swear to God that we had that one Lady and the Tramp moment where Lady and Tramp were eating स्पघेटी, स्पेगेटी and they were eating the same strand of एंजल hair and touched noses! It was beautiful! द्वारा then, me and Lucky stared into each other’s eyes. It was some kind of weird connection that we started having lately. I think it means we were meant for each other या something.
Lucky moved in closer to my face. I opened my mouth a little and shut my eyes. Lucky put his lips to mine and we kissed like never before. I started to feel hot. Lucky suddenly pulled away.
“Are आप alright?” he asked.
“I think I’ll be fine,” I told him.
“Look, Cookie, if you’re not ready, I won’t force it upon you. I want आप to feel सुरक्षित around me.”
“No, I’m fine. Really,” I insisted.
“Are आप sure?” he asked.
“Positive,” I told him. We started making out again and I started to feel weird inside. It felt kinda…good. Then my breathing started to deepen.
“Let’s go,” I said.
“One step ahead of you,” he said; and we ran upstairs to his room.
Two hours later.
What me and Lucky did up there was fantastic; better than the first time. We laid अगला to each other trying to catch our breaths.
“I’m so glad that I…dated you,” Lucky said, panting.
“Tell me…about it,” I told him. We stared at the ceiling for about five मिनटों gasping in air.
“I can’t wait to do that again,” I finally said.
“Me neither,” Lucky replied. “You were so good.”
“Not as good as you,” I insisted. “No wonder all the girls want you.”
“But I don’t want all the girls,” Lucky told me. Then, suddenly, the सवाल that I was burning to ask Lucky since we started dating finally popped into my head.
“Lucky…” I started to say.
“Yeah?” Lucky asked.
“I was wondering. Why did आप choose me?” I asked him.
“I already told you. I looked into your eyes and what I saw was a young woman waiting to come out of her shell.”
“I thought आप saw stars?” I asked him.
“That too,” he replied.
I laughed. I loved Lucky और than anything; not just because he was the most लोकप्रिय boy, but because I could see something that other girls couldn’t. I saw a nice boy, wanting to be friends. With other girls, he was a rebel, a law-maker of his own. But to me, he was something completely different. He showed it. And if he didn’t, I could tell from the inside. I believed that God was trying to tell me that me and Lucky were meant for each other. We would be together for the rest of our lives. I believe that if Lucky never dated me, I would become one of those stalker chicks that would follow the boy that they loved everywhere. That wouldn’t be good. So I guess God threw me a bone right there. Lol, dog joke.
“Cookie, there’s something I want to tell you. Something that I’ve never told anyone else. It’s a little secret that I was keeping to myself. Can I trust आप with it?”
“Yeah,” I replied, “you can trust me with anything.”
“You sure?” he asked.
“Lucky.”
“Alright. Here goes,” he started. He took a deep breath. “I wasn’t always the most लोकप्रिय boy in school.”
“What do आप mean?” I asked.
“In elementary school, I was a total outcast.”
“Really?” I asked. “Why?”
“Because I liked to collect weird things. I would collect rocks and shells. I also looked like a total nerd.” He showed me a picture of him when he was five. He had glasses that made his pupils look huge, overalls, and a little dotted bowtie. To me, he looked like one of those nerds from the कार्टून that bullies would make fun of.
“I also…used to…try on my…mom’s clothes,” Lucky said, his face turning red hot and wincing at the last part. I could tell that he never wanted anyone to know that.
What!? I asked myself. That was something that I’ve never expected to come out of his mouth. In fact, that was the last thing I expected him to say.
I was going to laugh, but द्वारा the way Lucky’s face looked, I didn’t. For the first time, I saw tears start to brim around his eyes. A tear fell from his cheeks.
“They would make fun of me Cookie. आप don’t know what it’s like.”
“Oh, trust me, I do,” I कहा to him.
“Not the way they did to me,” he said. “No one would even sit near me. And when they walked द्वारा me, they would laugh and walk away.”
Man, Lucky had it rough, I told myself. That must’ve sucked. Majorly.
Lucky started to cry. I wrapped my arms around him.
“It’s alright Lucky,” I said, trying to sooth him. “That was the past.”
“I know, but still,” Lucky said, “it was humiliating. So आप know what I did?”
“What?” I asked him.
“I beat them all up.”
“All of them!?” I asked.
“Yep. Every last rotten mother fucker. No one ever messed with me again. That’s how I became so popular. My story started spreading through the whole school, and no one messed with me. Ever.”
Wow, I thought.
“My original name was Lucky the Badass,” he told me.
I can see why, I thought again. Now I know that I should never make him mad. Because if I did, then I was fresh meat for some rotten decomposer.
“Then it went to just Lucky.”
“Wow,” I said.
“Yeah, I know, that was probably a little much for you.”
“Probably, but I think I can handle it,” I said.
“And that’s the other reason why I प्यार you,” he said. He kissed me on the cheek.
“Let’s go to sleep,” he told me.
“Yes, let’s,” I agreed. Lucky turned off the lamp and I turned to my side, opposite of Lucky, closed my eyes, and drifted off to sleep, silently.
While we were eating our spaghetti, I swear to God that we had that one Lady and the Tramp moment where Lady and Tramp were eating स्पघेटी, स्पेगेटी and they were eating the same strand of एंजल hair and touched noses! It was beautiful! द्वारा then, me and Lucky stared into each other’s eyes. It was some kind of weird connection that we started having lately. I think it means we were meant for each other या something.
Lucky moved in closer to my face. I opened my mouth a little and shut my eyes. Lucky put his lips to mine and we kissed like never before. I started to feel hot. Lucky suddenly pulled away.
“Are आप alright?” he asked.
“I think I’ll be fine,” I told him.
“Look, Cookie, if you’re not ready, I won’t force it upon you. I want आप to feel सुरक्षित around me.”
“No, I’m fine. Really,” I insisted.
“Are आप sure?” he asked.
“Positive,” I told him. We started making out again and I started to feel weird inside. It felt kinda…good. Then my breathing started to deepen.
“Let’s go,” I said.
“One step ahead of you,” he said; and we ran upstairs to his room.
Two hours later.
What me and Lucky did up there was fantastic; better than the first time. We laid अगला to each other trying to catch our breaths.
“I’m so glad that I…dated you,” Lucky said, panting.
“Tell me…about it,” I told him. We stared at the ceiling for about five मिनटों gasping in air.
“I can’t wait to do that again,” I finally said.
“Me neither,” Lucky replied. “You were so good.”
“Not as good as you,” I insisted. “No wonder all the girls want you.”
“But I don’t want all the girls,” Lucky told me. Then, suddenly, the सवाल that I was burning to ask Lucky since we started dating finally popped into my head.
“Lucky…” I started to say.
“Yeah?” Lucky asked.
“I was wondering. Why did आप choose me?” I asked him.
“I already told you. I looked into your eyes and what I saw was a young woman waiting to come out of her shell.”
“I thought आप saw stars?” I asked him.
“That too,” he replied.
I laughed. I loved Lucky और than anything; not just because he was the most लोकप्रिय boy, but because I could see something that other girls couldn’t. I saw a nice boy, wanting to be friends. With other girls, he was a rebel, a law-maker of his own. But to me, he was something completely different. He showed it. And if he didn’t, I could tell from the inside. I believed that God was trying to tell me that me and Lucky were meant for each other. We would be together for the rest of our lives. I believe that if Lucky never dated me, I would become one of those stalker chicks that would follow the boy that they loved everywhere. That wouldn’t be good. So I guess God threw me a bone right there. Lol, dog joke.
“Cookie, there’s something I want to tell you. Something that I’ve never told anyone else. It’s a little secret that I was keeping to myself. Can I trust आप with it?”
“Yeah,” I replied, “you can trust me with anything.”
“You sure?” he asked.
“Lucky.”
“Alright. Here goes,” he started. He took a deep breath. “I wasn’t always the most लोकप्रिय boy in school.”
“What do आप mean?” I asked.
“In elementary school, I was a total outcast.”
“Really?” I asked. “Why?”
“Because I liked to collect weird things. I would collect rocks and shells. I also looked like a total nerd.” He showed me a picture of him when he was five. He had glasses that made his pupils look huge, overalls, and a little dotted bowtie. To me, he looked like one of those nerds from the कार्टून that bullies would make fun of.
“I also…used to…try on my…mom’s clothes,” Lucky said, his face turning red hot and wincing at the last part. I could tell that he never wanted anyone to know that.
What!? I asked myself. That was something that I’ve never expected to come out of his mouth. In fact, that was the last thing I expected him to say.
I was going to laugh, but द्वारा the way Lucky’s face looked, I didn’t. For the first time, I saw tears start to brim around his eyes. A tear fell from his cheeks.
“They would make fun of me Cookie. आप don’t know what it’s like.”
“Oh, trust me, I do,” I कहा to him.
“Not the way they did to me,” he said. “No one would even sit near me. And when they walked द्वारा me, they would laugh and walk away.”
Man, Lucky had it rough, I told myself. That must’ve sucked. Majorly.
Lucky started to cry. I wrapped my arms around him.
“It’s alright Lucky,” I said, trying to sooth him. “That was the past.”
“I know, but still,” Lucky said, “it was humiliating. So आप know what I did?”
“What?” I asked him.
“I beat them all up.”
“All of them!?” I asked.
“Yep. Every last rotten mother fucker. No one ever messed with me again. That’s how I became so popular. My story started spreading through the whole school, and no one messed with me. Ever.”
Wow, I thought.
“My original name was Lucky the Badass,” he told me.
I can see why, I thought again. Now I know that I should never make him mad. Because if I did, then I was fresh meat for some rotten decomposer.
“Then it went to just Lucky.”
“Wow,” I said.
“Yeah, I know, that was probably a little much for you.”
“Probably, but I think I can handle it,” I said.
“And that’s the other reason why I प्यार you,” he said. He kissed me on the cheek.
“Let’s go to sleep,” he told me.
“Yes, let’s,” I agreed. Lucky turned off the lamp and I turned to my side, opposite of Lucky, closed my eyes, and drifted off to sleep, silently.